" "I know that" she chirped. "But I am going to be late for my first day of work" she said. " I think they will understand, ma'am" I stated. She looke... over at me and said "Ma'am? since when I have I become a ma'am? she asked. I looked over at her she was smiling at me. She must have been about 45. Dressed in her black business attire, modest skirt, heels, and blazer to match. But what caught my eye was her lacy hosiery that seemed to caress her defined calves. MMM I thought. "BEEP BEEP" went. Dragons were another thing, entirely. I checked my spells. Would they work against a Dragon, if I had to cast it at one? Some should.I remembered the painting from downstairs, that my host had shown me. It had been very detailed, as if the painter had been very familiar with his subject. The body had been long and slender as represented in flight. The head was attached by a long neck. It had leathery looking wings that seemed ridiculously huge compared to its body. The flames shooting from its. But this one particular diner had yet to receive from my handy-work!It was the middle of spring when I rolled into this rural little town in southern Colorado. By phone, I had already made arrangements for a place to live throughout the duration of a six-month project. It was the end of a two-day drive and I was too tired to mess with trying to go to the grocery store and fix dinner. So as soon as I had unpacked my stuff, and settled in to my new digs, I headed out to the only diner in the. Cat and I were not studying on the same Uni course but we met up in a bar early in the October semester as various circles of friends were mingling. I was always popular but not loud and neither did I like being the centre of attention, I just easily got along (well I still do!) within anyone. I was ordering a couple of friends and myself some drinks quietly at the bar when Cat came over to say hello. As of yet I had not had the opportunity to say hello to her as a member of our group. I.